WOOOOO TOOK ME FREKIN' LONG TO GET MY PC WORKING AGAIN. I hate this stupid laptop.

Thanks YY for those words of encouragement and I shall continue to post like an angsty 16 year old because my life is full of gloom and despair... nightmares... black eyeshadow... checkered bag... Clearly I have no distinction between a maht and an emo. They're all the same. Lololol. Hahaha and after seeing what yy tagged I automatically assume that other peeps who also tag here are here to give me more words of encouragement! Lol. Positive paul is talking. Why Paul. Because alliteration. Diao.

Eh but really there's no such thing as being happy/positive all the time lah. That's just weird. After the 1.5 day selection camp I realised that I still hate teachers/tutors to hell. But you get points when you put all that anger into a bottle and do what's really really right. What to do with the bottle? Uhh. Pillow-punching should do the trick.

Lol just now when I started up my PC my '@' and '"' keys were mixed up. I have no idea why either. THEN I changed my keyboard settings to Singapore to US and everything was fine again. Singaporeans press shift + 2 to type "? Whao punctuations don't make sense here.

And woohooo NYJC has a 40D on loan to photographers. Used a 40D throughout the camp. Was tempted to play with the 7D though but it's damn heavy. GUESS WHO HAS PICTURES?! The photog teacher was nice. Though she really should brush up on her composition skills. (felt very uncomfortable when she was commenting on photos that day...)DISCOMFORT.

Yeah really jumping topics here but back to why I hate teachers. He organised this game where we all had to complete a set of tasks under 100 seconds and not make any mistakes along the way. An example of a task would be something like "spin around a hockey stick 10 times and answer a random math question the teacher asks." and then if you miss you restart from task one. So then I was being very team leader-ish and loud and then when we failed a maths question and we had to redo everything from square one I said, "NEVERMIND NOT OUR FAULT - TEACHER'S FAULT!!" And then one **#*% teacher came over to ask me why I said it was the teacher's fault. Shizzman, then I didn't give an adequate explanation and then he turn around and go liao. In my head it was "the math question is random so it's not our fault" but I put it more crudely to my team mates and got pwned. Agh. But then later I cleared the the misunderstanding with him and he said it was fine. Then I walked out the LT and was making rude gestures in my head.

douchebag.

HAHAHAHA also there was this couple in the ISLE selection participants. And I feel sort of sorry for them. Unfortunately they haven't understood that they aren't exempted from prying eyes and LIKE HUMILIATION MAANNZ just because they're now in a JC. HUUUMIILIAAATION! Especially by childish arses like myself and this other dude who almost made them do the heart thing with their hands - ah shit how to describe. Okay when you put your hands together with two thumbs pointing downwards and the rest of your fingers are curved to form the lobes of the heart. Yeah the biatch almost made them use one hand each to form either side of the heart during the photo taking session hahahahaha. Omg the look on their faces when everyone was laughing at them was priceless. They both look damn paiseh. And I said almost because they both refused to do the heart thing together lolololol. YOU CALL THAT LOVE?! AHAHAHAAAA. More like unnecessary awkwardness. WEIRD.

Aaanyway I'm going to upload like one or two photos woohoo.

Then at night during lights out I managed to get everyone quiet and sleeping within 15 mins wooo. How? "SHAAATUPPP!!! SHAATUPP!! SHUDDUP!" like repeatedly while hiding in my sleeping bag." Lol. So annoying right? I'm going to surprise them by going back to school tomorrow and become the deadest, most planky person they've ever met.

I'm not supposed to say this in public but /whisper:*PHOTOGRAPHERS HAVE MORE OR LESS A SECURED SPOT IN ISLE!* yay! I can't wait to go and take nice pictures. With my school's 40D.

Okay photos.

TWO WORDS - UN, GLAM. LOLOLOLOL. I don't know this guy so it's fine.

Pathologically neurotic.

guess what this guy's doing?! *my k-pop loving sis got it in a glance*

NYOM NYOM WATERR. When we asked if he wanted water he said, "ask boss first." and gestured to this scrawny old man sitting on the bench in the CC.

I dedicate this photo to my dear rival in photography Quinn. (it's still on buddy!)

And another thing: the Photosoc teacher made it clear that we are not to post pics of teachers up without her consent. Didn't have that in VS lol.

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You don't plan on keeping your OG mates as friends if you look like
THIS:

all the time. So, no, don't work on appeals while in your new college. Seriously I was a bluddy bastard to them hahahaha. Feels bad. I kinda feel a little bit responsible for my fail OG. Must make it up to them somehow. OR just forget about it altogether and work on my class. Seriously I look at the photo and I feel like laughing but at the same time I feel bad for my OGMs. Lolol. Source? What source? Facebook? FAACEEEEBOOK?! FAAAAAACCCEEEEBOOOOOOOOOK?! Long story.

At the same time they should have initiated more convo with me I'm such a nice person. The face is my commuter face. When I'm taking the train and stuff I have the asshole face on so people stay out of my way. It works but it's bad for your wrinkles.

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lol weird classmates are assigning different people to different animals. I got the cheetah! Hahaha of course I didn't really make a big deal about it in front of them mah must live up to my assigned animal. Lol wooohooo cheetah. I actually thought it was because I was very sporty during PE lesson. Turns out I'm called cheetah for no noble reason. It's actually because I disappear very fast as soon as we're dismissed from our lesson venues. So yeah, not what I expected but yay cheetah! It's totally a big fat deal man.

And I feel very uncomfortable when tech-unsavvy teachers try to be smart and say, "my email address is blablabla@this.moe.edu.sg and it's all in small letters." BECAUSE THE CASE DOESN'T MATTER IN EMAILS. Loll.

Aaanyway, for those of you who care about Damien and are wondering how he's been doing but are too shy to ask (I just ruined my rep here hahahaa), school's cool these few days, working on being very very very organised and awesome. So you can say that I'm currently being awesome.

I want to fall sick tooooooooooo. Well only kinda. I think it's to do with the haze. Haha on the plus side while you people are taking delicious cough syrup and sweet pills I'm eating bitter chocolate and salteh chips.

Shizz I seriously think I may be becoming the **riel of NYJ. Loool. I'm pretty sure people are avoiding me. Don't know why. Something's wrong with my rep building haha maybe it's not my fault, they just can't take THA DAMIEN HAHAHA GANGSTAAHHHH. Heheh not so much.

I've worked out how I'm going to develop myself for the next 2 years in NYJC. Using my own modified version of the EVE-online skill chart I've drawn out what I have to do to get to where I think I want to go in the near future. Makes thing a little more achievable. Like:

"Damien is a conscientious student and blogger who has an active lifestyle and cherishes his friends dearly."

Then you branch out to different goals like:

"Damien does well in academics"
"Damien is fit"
"Damien updates his blog regularly"
"Damien makes new friends and treats them as Victorians." (I now have new brothers and sisters!) (makes sense to me don't judge me)
"Damien keeps in touch with his Victorian Brothers."

And then within each of these goals you have like:

"Damien does well in academics"
-"Damien finishes ALLLLLLL his homework on time"
-"Damien files ALLLLLL his work no matter what"
-"Damien will limit comp usage!"
-"Keeps a school journal that's regularly updated"

ETCETCETC.

Won't write everything here or else this post will be longer than the previous post.

Or maybe I will. But some other time. (see "Damien will limit comp usage!".)

+++ my dad is a freakin' cheapo. he doesn't want to buy printer ink!!! (Or a new printer!) WOOHOOO BYEBYE *rude gesture*

To check if it was still sprained(?!?!??!!). Sure makes sense to my mom though. Ugh tired. And very full. And also free since I finished my tutorials just now haha. So it's time to bathe and sleep.

I went to my aunts house and then I found that she told my aunt (who is an awesome cook btw, although it was steamboat so this bracketed text is totally redundant.) how much I like this certain type of prawn that's very crunchy and not sandy like other prawns and that those are the type of prawns that I ever eat (yehhh before I found this kind of prawn from the east coast hawker centre I NEVER EVER ate prawns. Like NEVER!). And then my aunt bought a shitload of prawns and I had no choice but to eat them all out of you know, appreciation or gratitude. I mean yeaaahh okaaay that's the first time I ever eat and enjoy prawns but you don't have to spam it all at me until I don't like to eat it anymore. *pauses to take off jeans. My butt is starting to go numb. I hate jeans.*

I went to my aunts house and then I found that she told my aunt (who is an awesome cook btw, although it was steamboat so this bracketed text is totally redundant.) how much I like this certain type of prawn that's very crunchy and not sandy like other prawns and that those are the type of prawns that I ever eat (yehhh before I found this kind of prawn from the east coast hawker centre I NEVER EVER ate prawns. Like NEVER!). And then my aunt bought a shitload of prawns and I had no choice but to eat them all out of you know, appreciation or gratitude. I mean yeaaahh okaaay that's the first time I ever eat and enjoy prawns but you don't have to spam it all at me until I don't like to eat it anymore. *pauses to take off jeans. My butt is starting to go numb. I hate jeans.*

I mean really, if you like something you don't eat/do/whatever it in excess if not it just loses it's charm. Seriously. That day I ate so many of those prawns I probably never want to eat prawns again (WOOHOO I'M A REBEL). Hmm strangely I also don't really eat peanuts unless its those kind of giant sized soft peanuts in porridge. I found out this chinese new year that I'm very fussy with my food. If you've never tasted the crunchy type prawns I really suggest you go to that hokkien mee stall at east coast with many lightbulbs along the front of the stall (sorry I don't know the name) and eat the hokkien mee there. The charkwaytiao also not bad. If can't eat pork then maybe you should go to the market and buy some to cook. I'm not sure what their called but I'll find out.

HAHA I also watched BOLT this morning. Or was it yesterday? Yeah and now I really want a cat. The cat in BOLT was so darn cute maann. But then I went to my cousin's house and saw this book about dogs and maybe I'll get a dog when I grow up and stay with him in a small apartment just like the guy from "The Mask" did. And call the dog Milo! hahahaha.

I think I've mentioned this somewhere on my blog before or maybe just to my friends. But I srsly feel very very very uncomfortable when SOME PEOPLE just be so damn vague on their blogs sometimes asking for some kind of forgiveness or WORSE: CRUNCHY PRAWNS, and make other people (i.e. me) feel self concious. See I care too much about other people that I will always blame myself for anything that goes wrong. Or maybe I'm just very very self absorbed, thinking that everything JUST NEEDS TO HAVE something to do with me.

Dude my 10 year old cousin is so damn weird. He fabricated a story about putting his maid to sleep just so he could watch juno at home. For people who skip sentences here it is again: he FABRICATED a story about putting his maid to sleep with anaesthetic so that he could watch juno at home. 10 year old dude, he even added something like, "I have some perverted interest in pregnant girls..." ?!!?!?!?!?!!?!!!?!??!!!! Geez. Kids nowadays. Of course it was FABRICATED. For the most part anyway. Like what the freak man. He even made up something about bribing the pharmacist. I actually believed him lah. Betrayed my trust. Guess who's not gonna get any b'dae pressies/christmas pressies anymore.

HAHA TRICK QUESTION NO ONE GETS ANYTHING FROM ME!

Man I need to take a crap. I wonder what my NY friends will think of me once/if they find my blog. They'd probably try to distance themselves from me. Got some psychology issues. Split personality things.

My mom also 骗小孩子 one. AT MY EXPENSE SOME MORE. She let my cous bring my xbox (PLUS ALL THE BLUDDY WIRES AND CONTROLLERS) to his house to play and then GUESS WHO HAS TO BRING ALL THE EQUIPMENT BACK?! MEEEEE. Shizz.

Also I think there's something really wrong with the group discussion system. Like, let me give you an example. In the conceptualisation of this year's NY CCA bazaar, as always, an overall theme should be decided upon for the whole event. The decision making goes something like this.

A: I KNOW, lets go with a "PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN " theme!

GROUP: YEH AWESOME YOU TTLY PWNZ BECAUSE YOU CAME UP WITH AN IDEA!

B: AWW SHUDDUP don't be retarded you no0bz that's a stupid theme. It's like no link and doesn't sound all that fun.

GROUP: You got a better idea f*ck bag?!

B: No... I was just saying that we could all put our heads together and -

GROUP: YEHBBY LETS GO WITH PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN FOR OUR CCA BAZAAR.

WTF I JUST RESPRAINED MY RESPRAINED ANKLE. Yes that means I sprained it 3 times. Okay I don't think twisting a sprained ankle until it hurts really bad for a longer time counts as spraining an ankle. But yeah. SUCCESSSSSSSS AT writing an annoyingly long blogpost against a black background with white text. Let me make it a little easier for you by blockquoting my whole blogpost again since my blockquoted text has a greyish bg. (I just want to make it longer)

I always think that a dream where you dream about something good and then when you wake up you find that it was just a dream is actually a bad dream. And if you wake from a nightmare then it's a good dream.

I kinda feel that way some times. Except it doesn't really makes sense since I should find a very non-transparent (opaque) indestructible box and throw my tantrums inside it. But hey I like the attention. Doesn't everyone? Lol.

Lol I still have my 2009 angpow stash stored under my bed and now I'm going over to my grandma's to steal more of my relatives money woohoo. My angpow stash makes me feel better about myself.

Yeaaah i kinda hate losing. Srsly. I also don't really like it when people try to tell me what to do and how to do things. Maybe it's part of this anti-establishment thing that dudes my age go through. OR maybe it's just the rebel in me yay. I'm a rebel. DIE IMPERIAL SCUM. (starwars reference)

Though the good foot is still pwnd as of now. Don't know how I'm going to do PE tomorrow hahaha. AAAAANnyway. I still wander generally friendless in NYJC and my bad foot isn't making things any better. Or healing (completely).

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Because I live 8 minutes from Nanyang JC. Limp? Why would I be limping? Fine 15 minutes if I limp from NY back home. Srsly the guy is hilarious. Haha watch if you aren't mugging right now. If you are mugging right now, would you be so kind as to leave your address on your tagboard. You know, for a survey. I'm not going to your house or anything.

SLI was WICKEEEED. Most fun I've had since school started.

Did I mention I live 8 minutes away from school? I don't know why, but it also seems that my school starts later and ends earlier than most other schools. Generally I have to reach school at 8 lol. On days with flag raising I have to reach school at 830 hahaha.

I swear there's this gay ****** dude following me around in school. And I've got a feeling I'm being stalked in school.

Hmm what counts as a stalker anyway? I may be a stalker myself. Wow. See if you somehow recognise a friend of a friend because you saw his picture online somewhere SOMEHOW AND UNINTENTIONALLY (maybe) and you go up to say hi knowing damn well that the person doesn't know shit about you, are you a stalker?! BEING VERY VAGUE HERE TO DEFEND MY RIGHTS AS A NORMAL NON-STALKING PERSON. I think already creeped out a couple of my old classmates. I'd like to think I'm too good with faces for my own good.

I shall write down the names of people I recognise, and describe the relationships of some people I recognise but don't know their names:

Victoria School
Au Kah Tang*
See Wen*
Kasithisthatmmumdadwadeva*
this malay guy I'm not sure what his name is but he looks dim
this other malay guy who's azmi's friend in primary school*
This guy from 4G who I just found out what his name was but can't remember now*
Hmm a couple more I forgot.

Holy Innocence Primary
Andrew*(!)
Cheng En(!)

Rosyth
Chelsea(xms too)*
Ryan*(!)
Ng Jin*

dudes with the stars I had acknowledged their existence. Dudes with the (!) probably no longer know I exist any more. Yeah man it sucks to have a decent memory. You know people but people don't know you. That's your cue to go "awww". There are a few more that I forgot I think. People shouldn't spam pictures of themselves online. Makes them very recognisable hahaha. Yeah I feel like a stalker now. BUTTTT it's not my fault they put their shit on the internet. (JUSTIFYING MY ACTIONS) Really if I go up to you and you don't recognise me and I recognise you, it's no surprise (wooo chris daughtry) and you shouldn't be like, "GASP".

Right now I also think that I seriously have some kind of violent tendency. Watch what you say to Damien people, you might just wake up with a shadowy figure ominously hulked over your bed with a knife in his hand HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAHAAAA. yeh.

Feels cruddy. And not eligible.

Well most of the time when I feel cruddy I just plop some text on this blog anyway and hope everyone reads it and feels sorry and drops some change into my piggy bank. Woo give me some cash man.

Believe it or not my foot hasn't healed yet no matter how much I'm willing it to just stop hurting. Well actually it's kinda stopped hurting too much, but the swelling hasn't really gone down.

Woo looking forward to SLI tomorrow. You know just pop by and see my friends again. Lol srsly going to miss them for the next couple of years. Wlaoeh missed a catching session with azmi because I didn't do well enough to go to TJ hahahaha. SHITT. NYJ sux0rz lahhhh. Should have accepted the app to AJ. (grass is always greener) lol.

Also, does anyone here know of a decent GP tutor?

MY FREKKIN' LEG HASN'T HEALED YET WTF. I'm so frustrated. I can't move fast at all. It's swelling and bruising in all sorts of weird places. There's a bruise on the sole of my foot, one bruise that runs along the length of the side of my foot from the heel to my small toe, another between my big toe and second toe and one more that runs across the top of all my toes. Looks like that diseased foot they put on cigarette boxes.

HEALLLLLL YOU STUPID FOOT.

Agh.

It's nothing like sleeping, where you gradually slip into unconsciousness. It's like, someone turning off the TV while you're watching a programme. Except your vision retreats from the edges of your field of vision. And there was like this massive absence you feel in your head. Massive absence? Yeah. And it was hard to breathe and all. Peculiar. then I lay back on the bed and blood rushed back to my head and I was alive and well again hahaha.

Happened before. In VS after a game of contact rugby. Someone rammed into my chest and it was fine for awhile and suddenly I just almost passed out. Damn I'm so healthy.

I think things are finally settling in my head. I'm a Nanyang warrior now yay! Woo I feel cheenafied. It's very frustrating when even though you're in Nanyang J you have a notion of going into Anderson. Then suddenly you're all prepared to become a Andersonian (?!) and as sudden as the notion appeared it just burst into flames and vanishes and you're a half victorian half ny warrior again. Identity crisis haha. It sucks man.

I believe I have come to terms with who I am right now though. I think. I'm like a Victorian piloting a NYJC built mobile suit. SHHHH SHUDDAP a boy can dream right?! HAHAHA. Truth be told, despite several unhappy experiences in VS I still feel a little attached to the school. Should have retain one year and convince the rest of my friends to do the same. Then let Haolin solo olevels and our average will be 6 points.

My sis says, "Sometimes you just have to follow your gut feeling." Well, I'm a no0b and a gutless coward. Now what.

Anyway, went to AJ this morning again to apply. And got so close to taking up that place in AJ, you'd smack me really hard in the face and then punch me in the gut (or where my guts would be if they were there at all) for not just go ahead with the application. I was exactly one minute away from the principal signing the form for my admission into AJ, then I decided that I would stay in NYJ.

I can't make up my mind properly. And I went in and out of AJ like what, 6 times? Stupid gut doesn't work as it should. I'd kick myself in the gut but my leg's pwnd and I'm not sure if I can find my gut. Oh man the sprain hurts like a b*tch. It's SWOLLEN AGH! If I kicked you with my sprained foot you'd probably feel like some one just slapped you with his thigh.

THINK HAPPY THOUGHTS! 8 mins from school means I wake up at 8am on some days! YAY! Hmm? That's all I got. Wait wait wait, I'm not a slave of any teacher now! WOOHOO. Errrrr. Parents are appeased? By my efforts in appealing? Lol I don't know. OH YEH I MISSED DISCO NIGHT! WOOT! Hmm. Nothing really much to celebrate. I know I'll suffer tomorrow.

You have no idea how CLOSE I was to getting into AJ today hahahahha. Yeh my parents convinced me to go to AJ. Stupid I hate them they can't make up their minds even when I let them decide for me.

So the teacher called me in the morning after I agreed to take up a position in AJ. I decided since it was my last day in NY I'd enjoy it there for a while. Then I went ahead and sprained my foot. At first it didn't hurt, then suddenly I blacked out for 2 seconds and awoke with my feet still on the ground. So my mom picked me up from NY to bring me to AJ to quickly get the paperwork for the transfer done. Which required me to go to AJ to pick up some form and bring it back to NYJ to drop off the forms. My mom then decides to go see the doctor in conjunction with getting the transition paperwork done. First we went to AJ to pick up the form but then they said that they needed the form A original which I didn't have at the time.

Made a U-turn to get my leg checked. Which was a long and painful process. I hate doctors. Went home to get the form. Back to AJ and my mom missed the turn into the school and decided that it was fate that I would not join AJ and went on back home. WOWWWWWW. Leave the decision to a turnn yayyy. Brilliant. And since I've been having such terrible luck, what makes you think leaving the decision to an un/lucky turn will turn out well?

Now I'm going back to NYJ with a bad leg and a confused identity. Woohoo. My luck rocks. I feel so disorientated and pissed offffff. It's like telling me, "Hey dude lets go eat some Italian food" and then suddenly change your mind and then saying, "why not lets just go eat Chinese food." And then just end up eating Italian food ANYWAYYYY. WITH A FRICKING ULCER IN MY MOUTH. AHHHH.

I'm pretty sure God hates me or something.

My appeal into AJ just got accepted! HAHA! My luck came through for me. NOW. Fork-road time.

Crap.

I was never good with fork-roads.

NYJ:
No "bond/pact" with CCA > Focus on 4H2s > No incentive to excel in CCA > Disadvantage in getting scholarships.
School campus is better
School campus is nearer (8 min 33s from entrance to entrance)
Already has a reputation in college for being very "independent"
New CCA maybe.

AJ:
Compulsory to excel in CCA > Balance in CCA and ACAD > 3H2, 1H1, Focus on CCA > Advantage in getting scholarships
Crappy Campus
Opportunity to start off on a better foot. (wth)
OHNOZ MONSTER IN AJ. (Rhymes with muriel)
Further than NYJ (just a little)

But I know for a fact that either way there's gonna be little time to play anymore. BUT I WANT TO PLAY! According to Quinn + Mr. Tan though I should stay in NY. And I'm kinda thinking of doing that.

Did I ever tell you I hate mass dance? I sincerely hate it to hell.

Received a call from AJ this morning. Then I asked if I could still take 4 H2 subjects if I got into AJ, then the lady put down saying that she would call back and never did. Got a call from AJ's office some time later, missed the pick up button and pressed the put down button. Did the same the second time they called. tadaaaa end of appeal case. Awesome!

Lol I was labeled "scary" today by my OG mates. It was more of an unsaid decision, until mass dance, then some girls swapped out as my partner, OG asked why, they (dance partners who swapped out) all agreed it was because I was OMGWTFBBQSCARY. Default look people, when I'm not particularly happy, or particularly sad, my face resets into that expression. Don't like my face lololol. I took the opportunity to opt out of mass dance and wander around the campus. NYJ campus is ideal for catching. Catching should become a sport man.

I foresee a boring, largely mugging, 2 years in NYJ. Somebody shoot me now!